I haven’t been able to live and enjoy my life yet. There is always something sinking me to the bottom of the darkest holes. And each time I drag myself out its like leveling up and the next set of shit becomes more and more impossible. 2019 was an awful year, a draining year, the year that literally killed me inside. The year I wanted to blow my brains out more than I ever had before in my life. The year that I cut again so deep that I have a huge scar reminding me of how defeated I am. And then 2020 comes and the world starts to crumble and the ugliness of society is revealed and people lash out. And I cant help but think the world is coming closer to an end and I haven’t had a chance to be truly happy.
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I don’t know what it’s like to cut myself, I used to go to the gym and work out till exhaustion, I vomit and work out again, gasping for air, it was like dying for air laying on my back. I don’t do it on a regular basis anymore. I hate the way I look and feel. We’re all in this together. All the best to you.